Friday 15 February 2013

BEDROOM DUST


some friday afternoons
walking alone the hospital corridors
with the afternoon sunlight glancing in sideways
thru
the windows
that only ever open a tiny notch
past
all
the visiting people
trying to find somewhere to get some bars on their phones
i
feel
a
lightness
a
sense of belonging/camaraderie and PEACE

but this friday pm lightness is too brief/too dim
only
dangled
to
chase
like sunrise bedroom dust

and
tho
i
WATCH for it 
and
gently URGE it
it is not dependable and i am left cold
as
the
journey home




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